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g clair
Poems
Sep 2013
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you have the look they say could ****
well i'm not dead, though sufferin' still.
i have a mind to tell your mother
the way you smile when you're with the other.
she'd say she warned me at the start
not to burp and hold the ****.
whatever, no matter, i really don't care
im not even bothered, just gimme some air.
let me rip this old rug up
it stinks of old **** de la pup.
i had a gripe to air today
so I let it out and blew you away.
n'er the mare before the cart
show me your money and then your heart.
gimme a kiss, and make it quick
I can't take pleasure, it gets me sick.
a house that smells of fresh cut flowers
can't numb heartache, but sweetens the sours.
drop kick me out to the farthest field
I'll roll back home when all has healed.
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